Lyrics:

Arise Sir Henry from your Christmas pudding,
Go and bring some wood in, put in on the fire,
The snow is snowing, they're singing in the chapel,
Sleeping in the grave yards while the flames grow higher.

Arise Sir Thomas from your Christmas cracker,
Your armour's in the cupboard, preserved in oil,
We have all been waiting for ninety generations,
Til you woke up from your slumber to this mortal coil.

Go forth, go forth with your sword in your hand,
Go forth, go forth so that we may understand.

Arise King Rudolph so that we can see you,
Our eyes are dim because it's been a long long time,
Smile Saint Mary, we know that you are with us,
We hope that you'll forgive us stepping out of line.

Go forth, go forth with your sword in your hand,
Go forth, go forth and show it through the land.

Go forth, go forth with your sword in your hand,
Go forth, go forth so that we may understand,
Go forth, go forth and show it through the land,
We are watching you.